22 comments:

Hehehehe! C'mon, have a heart. Your staff has to find SOME way of blowing off the steam of dealing with folks like "drive me across the street 'cuz I ran out of gas" guy. At least it was just KY jelly and not habanero paste. :D

Ya gotta admire the patience it would take to refill a toothpaste tube with another thick, viscous substance--and do it well enough that you didn't notice the tampering. And the patience to wait until you decided to brush at the office. It's the sort of dedication and industry that makes America great.

At least it wasn't Preparation H & Smiling was never easier! =D (unless you have red, puffy gums … cough, cough ;) JK!) I promise I'm NOT a Nazi Hygienist & would NEVER recommended this to even the most dreaded patient; but had a pt that half asleep, DID pick up the wrong tube & brushed his teeth with PREP H instead of choosing the toothpaste tube. I DIDN'T ASK … DIDN'T WANT TO KNOW!

I sure wish I woulda done this to my roommate I lived with during my 1st year of med school!! She's one of those so-called "gunners" that I had the displeasure of living with and attending class with every god damned day!! Were graduating next year and she still has her head up her ass...you would think after 4 years of med school torture she would be more humble, but I guess not, sigh!

As I am afflicted with a benign tremor, and was practice manager for two surgeons, I find this both hysterically funny and extremely frustrating!

I worked for a plastic surgeon whose uptight, she-she gay partner had covered the waiting room in an array of Franklin Mint plates. The receptionist and I used to move them around which led to a few hissy fits. We also neglected to tell the doc when his toupee was askew which did nothing to set off his lazy eye in a flattering manner.

A friend of mine was rounding on the well babies during her pediatrics residency it went to check on a patient. So she asks the new mom "how are you this morning" and the woman looks up from her breakfast and says "okay, but this Kentucky jelly tastes like shit." She had opened the packet of KY jelly sitting on her tray and spread it on her toast.

Welcome to my whining!

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